Go home and write a page tonight. And let that page come out of you-- Then, it will be true.
Who am I? I am almost fifteen, close enough to count. I was born in Jacksonville, but lived in New Bern all my life. I grew up off 70, then moved across the river to the other side of town. I have said goodbye to many friends, although I have only moved once. A crux of living in a military town.
Books are my haven, they stay always. Full of adventures, far off places and friends that draw me in. When I need focus and calm, I turn to taekwondo. Poomse makes the martial art logical and precise. Precision relaxes me. Discipline, structure, integrity; all pieces of the puzzle that lead to my future path.
Knowledge empowers me and makes me want more. School is an essential part that challenges me beyond academics sometimes. Facts and figures, endless research, digging for the roots, always wanting more. Hard work is the only way to continue on my journey, with infrequent breaks scattered between the reports, logarithms, and translations. I strive to earn the first Masters in my family, on familiar turf as a legacy Hokie. It seems like a distant dream; but I know it gets closer with each lesson, paper, exam, and credit hour.
The instructor said,
Go home and write
a page tonight.
And let that page come out of you--
Then, it will be true.
Who am I?
I am almost fifteen, close enough to count.
I was born in Jacksonville,
but lived in New Bern all my life.
I grew up off 70, then moved
across the river to the other side of town.
I have said goodbye to many friends,
although I have only moved once.
A crux of living in a military town.
Books are my haven, they stay always.
Full of adventures, far off places and friends
that draw me in.
When I need focus and calm,
I turn to taekwondo.
Poomse makes the martial art
logical and precise.
Precision relaxes me.
Discipline, structure, integrity;
all pieces of the puzzle that lead to my future path.
Knowledge empowers me
and makes me want more.
School is an essential part
that challenges me beyond academics sometimes.
Facts and figures, endless research,
digging for the roots, always wanting more.
Hard work is the only way to continue on my journey,
with infrequent breaks scattered between
the reports, logarithms, and translations.
I strive to earn the first Masters in my family,
on familiar turf as a legacy Hokie.
It seems like a distant dream;
but I know it gets closer with each
lesson, paper, exam, and credit hour.